Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

Ali smiled with drooping eyes and crooked his mouth. A few white fingers gently lifted his chin, looked left and right, and then said solemnly: "with my husband's face and perfect figure, many women are sure to stick upside down..."

This is not, she is one of many willing to post backwards, and she is the most successful one.

Thin cold pool cooperatively raised his chin, and a pair of dark eyes stared at Ali, "wife, so you are willing to paste upside down?"

Ali: "..." so what! But she would never admit it in front of him, lest he be complacent.

Seeing Ali silent, Bo Hanchi picked his eyebrows, and the smile from the corners of her mouth became more and more strong. When she didn't pay attention, she quickly came up and pecked at the corners of her mouth, and said contentedly, "wife, I know you're shy, so I understand if you don't say anything."

Ali smoked at the corner of his mouth and said, "... Are you the roundworm in my stomach?"

"Of course not, but I'm your husband. I'm the one you can't get rid of in your life."

“……”

"Wife, when I'm finished, let's go to the Maldives!" after a pause, Bo Hanchi came close to her ear and added softly, "just the two of us."

Ali was stunned. He looked suspiciously at the man around him and asked, "don't take little glutinous rice?"

Bo Hanchi lowered his head, put his forehead against her forehead, and gently touched the tip of her nose, "don't you want to live in our two worlds?"

His voice was low and deep. It was as mellow as the wine aged for thousands of years. One cup intoxicated her.

Ali raised his eyes, his eyes collided with those dark and deep black eyes, his heart suddenly trembled, his eyes flashed gently, and he hesitated and said, "is it really good to leave the little glutinous rice at home alone?"

"Of course, we won't let xiaonuomi alone at home. We can let him go to the old house. In this way, he can cultivate feelings with his grandmother."

If you want grandma to completely accept Ali, you can only start from the small glutinous rice.

Ali was stunned for a moment. It seemed that he didn't expect him to make such an arrangement. He wanted to say something. The corners of his mouth wriggled slightly, but he couldn't say a word. From childhood, the old lady didn't like her. Would the old lady change her attitude towards her because of little glutinous rice?

If so, she naturally likes it in her heart.

Seeing Ali silent, Bo Hanchi only thought she didn't want to. After all, he always looked into Grandma's attitude towards Ali. He once asked grandma why she hated Ali so much, but Grandma didn't say anything, but just looked at him deeply.

"Wife..."

He buried his face in Ali's neck and called her stuffy.

Ali curled his lips, couldn't help bending the corners of his lips, and deliberately jokingly said, "husband, your face is really..."

As she said that, she deliberately sighed, gently rubbed his warm and soft lips with her cool fingers, and gently pressed them. The voice overflowing from the lips was soft and continuous, and there was a thick smile in her eyebrows, "how can I bear to refuse!"

On that pair of clear deep eyes, Bo Hanchi felt soft and couldn't help biting her earlobe, "wife, did you promise?"

Ali smiled, raised his eyebrows and said, "otherwise!"

Bo Hanchi was slightly stunned and rubbed intimately at her neck nest. The corners of his mouth raised a smile and said solemnly: "wife, I think I must have saved the galaxy in my last life!"

Ali: "..." what does he want to say?

After a pause, someone continued, "so God let me meet her very early in my life." at that time, she was still a little girl who could rob bones with a dog

Ali was stunned for a moment and blushed instantly. How could this man say sweet words when he didn't agree.

Li coughed twice and said solemnly, "well, husband, little glutinous rice is going to school soon. If we delay any more, we will be late."

Thin cold pool picked up his eyebrows and smiled, and the corners of his mouth stirred up slightly, like a cunning old fox, "wife, you blushed."

Ali was stunned. He only blushed at first. Now even the tip of his ears are red. He can't admit that he blushed when he was killed. It's not a shame! Ali rolled his eyes, stuck his neck and said, "you're wrong. I don't blush!"

Seeing her unreasonable appearance, Bo Hanchi couldn't help laughing. His slender fingers gently pinched the tip of her ear, crooked the corner of his mouth, and jokingly said, "now even the tip of her ear is red."

"You..." Ali choked and stared at him angrily.

"Wife, what are you staring at me for? I don't laugh at you. I just think you blush very cute. If it weren't for time, I really want to..."

At the last word, he came to Ali's ear and whispered. Ali took a hard blow from the corner of his mouth. His white face was so red that it could almost bleed. He was gnashing his teeth, smelly hooligan!

Ali sniffed, pushed him away impolitely, blushed and said, "if you don't go, I'll go first."

Bo Hanchi smiled contentedly, "of course I have to go. We agreed to pick up little glutinous rice together."

The smile from the corner of his mouth just hit Ali's eyes. Ali clenched his teeth and wanted to rush up and scratch his perfect face like a work of art. On second thought, she was still not willing to do it.

Taking a deep breath, Ali narrowed his eyes, smiled and said, "since you know, do you still linger?"

She left without looking back.

Bo Hanchi was stunned, and his smile became more and more strong, so he hurried to catch up.

When they arrived at the kindergarten, the children had left one after another. Ali didn't go into the gate with Bo Hanchi because he had to answer a phone temporarily. Instead, he stood by the door, talking on the phone and patiently waiting for Bo Hanchi to pick up the little glutinous rice.

"Cheng'an's father, Cheng'an is very good at school, gets along well with other children, is not picky about food in school, and added a bowl of rice at noon this year..."

The young female teacher kindly introduced little glutinous rice in kindergarten to Bo Hanchi, and even mentioned whether little glutinous rice pulled Baba today.

Bo Hanchi gave a gentle "um" sound, and there was no superfluous expression on a charming face.

Little glutinous rice was led by his father on one hand and by a young female teacher on the other. He always felt something wrong.

After a pause, the young female teacher continued, "Cheng'an's father, Cheng'an is really sensible. You have educated him very well. If you have the opportunity, can you come to our school to give a lecture to other parents?"